I am inspired. The last several months have stirred all kinds of emotions in me I had almost forgotten I owned. I was…how shall I say…unhappy with the election results, and am not ashamed to say that I was one of the 94% of black female voters who voted against our current administration. Now, that being said, in the midst of my disappointment (read: anger) in this season we are experiencing now, my conscious self can’t help but notice something else; something bigger. A shift has occurred in the collective energy of the masses. I feel it when I’m watching the news, I read it in between the lines of your social media posts , and I see it on the faces of the people who flock to my yoga classes in greater numbers every week. It was even present in all its boldness in the Super Bowl commercials that brought many of us to tears.
Do you know what it is?
This election and subsequent divisive atmosphere that has shown our backsides as a nation, has quite possibly served as an angel more than a demon.
Can you see it?
You may have always cared about an issue, but maybe now you’re ready to fight for it. You may have always accepted your neighbors of varying cultures, races, and sexual orientations, but perhaps now you want them to feel your love and know that they matter. You may have even resurrected a dream that was deferred or launched into a more active role in your school, community or business that you didn’t feel worthy to step into before because, I mean, why the hell not. Ah, yes, I am so inspired by this energy, this passion, and most importantly by all the souls seeking to work toward the change we seek by actually BEING the change we need. I am inspired to be fully present in conversations about wealth and politics (because I don’t know enough yet). I now want to hug more people, teach yoga classes with my entire soul, and allow all the meaningful language that crosses my heart to make its way onto paper. A fire has been lit deep within me to introduce the world to the Christ I love; the gentleman, friend, companion, and confidant. I want more women to know their power, teach more people to breathe deeply, and fight for our right to safer personal care products. Most importantly I want to raise my boy to not only be a good man, but a well-informed one. Everything we do and everything we are matters so much more. So for this, I am thankful. I feel myself becoming a better version of myself and I see the same in others around me.
I want the world to feel more, see more, smile more, and love…more.
Because, well…why the hell not?